It’s difficult for me to believe that we are already one week into the “Praying the Psalms” series. I’ve been enjoying it, and have appreciated everyone who has either stopped by, left a like or two, or even joined in on the praying or left a prayer request or comment. When I began this series, I wasn’t sure what kind of engagement I would get. Would I be praying all by myself? Would I be annoying my followers by suddenly inundating their feeds? Would they find it to be too much religion and unfollow me?
Whatever the case, I knew it would be a worthwhile exercise, even if it were all-by-my-lonesome. But the modest engagement I have seen is such a blessing. So, thank you.
It did occur to me, however, that too many of the same kind of posts all at once may start to feel a little impersonal. I don’t want my blog to sound like a computer-generated algorithm. So I thought I would take a little break and update you on what’s been going on in my tiny section of the very cold world we have found ourselves in here in Manitoba.
The week went by fairly quickly, partly because of doing this series, and partly because of an excursion I took with my boys to my sister’s place. Her property is on a particularly quiet section of the Lee River. The shores are rocky; the waters are deep, cold and clean (and presently frozen, of course); and the evergreens are tall (by Manitoba standards, anyway). While we were there, the temperature rose for a couple of days to the range of -14 to -17 degrees Celsius, which feels warm compared to the steady -25 to -35 range we have been seeing in this latest cold snap. So we were able to spend some time outdoors, which we mostly spent sledding (aka tree-dodging) and keeping warm by the fire.
While there, my boys were unusually calm. I’m not sure if that was because of the fires to build, dogs to pet, and trees to collide with; or just the change of scenery from home; or some combination of those things. But they seemed content.
And then we came home. And they were back to their rambunctious selves. 😉
As for me, I’m doing fairly well but continuing to struggle at times with the question of purpose as I see my boys growing older. I also continue to mourn the loss of my former career and contemplate whether to attempt going back, or try something completely different. I have been looking into the field of bookkeeping and what it would take to get an office job like that. Since I have my writing and piano playing as creative outlets, and ministry opportunities through bringing up my own kids and volunteering at church, I think it would feel good to do practical, concrete tasks that aren’t always face-to-face with clients. Maybe it would be fun to do math again. (Did I just say that?) I’d also like to feel like part of a team (i.e. be an ’employee’), rather than the lone-wolf life of a contract music therapist (what I used to do).
But for the time being, my day-to-day purpose will revolve around my kids, who are back to remote learning starting on Monday. It’s only supposed to be for a week, but with case numbers in the thousands every day, I’m not holding out much hope that they actually will be back in school on the 17th. So we will do our best to enjoy the extra time together. I just hope I will have the energy and motivation to keep them engaged, active, and out of trouble during the coming week or weeks.
Another piece of news is that my husband has recently begun a new career, as a truck driver. He routinely drives across our neighboring provinces (Saskatchewan and Ontario) and into the northern United States. I’m embarrassed to say this, but as someone who has travelled very little, I find his departures into the US in particular quite fascinating. Those places seem so far away – even though they’re no further, necessarily, than when he goes to Regina. And, ok – I’m used to people talking about North Dakota or Minnesota. But, Michigan? Ohio? Wisconsin? Iowa? Now, that’s the stuff of fantasy! Some kind of other world, where TV shows are set.
I know I have some American followers, so please forgive me if that sounds ridiculous. And of course, not all Canadians are like me. Many are very well-traveled. I’ve just always been content to stay near home.
Although lately, I’ve been thinking that a tropical vacation might be ok. 😉
Anyway, since my husband comes home this afternoon, I will pause the Psalm prayers until Tuesday morning. I do want to keep them going throughout the rest of January, but a little break now and then, I think, will keep me fresher and more energized.
In the comments, I would love to hear what’s going on with you. Are your kids switching to remote learning? How do you feel about it? Also, are you well-traveled, or a home body like me?
Warm wishes, and keep on praying!